Who's my brother?

Somehow, this onesie has survived all the boys. I could never seem to part with it when the first 3 all had their lives documented in it. So I decided to take one with Cruz in it too. Funny enough, they are all right at 8 weeks old when their picture is taken (Silas may have been 6 weeks). Can you guess who is who?

First Day of School

I know it is almost a week later, but here are pics of the boys on thier first days back to school. Baylor is a big 3rd grader (which blows my mind because that is what I was teaching when I was preggo with him and stopped teaching) and Callan is a big 1st grader. I think it is going to be an AWESOME year.

Have you heard the blonde joke?

The other day, I pulled the sheets and bedspread off of Eliza's bed to wash. I noticed that her little fancy embroidered throw pillow had a spot on it too, so I peeled off the pillow case and threw it in with the rest. A few hours later after getting the sheets back on the bed and leaving the fancy pillow for later, Eliza brings it to me distraught. I really can't follow what she is trying to tell me about the pillow but I tell her that it is okay and that "mommy will fix it at bed time". She proceeds to grab it, put the corner of it in her mouth and try to blow, and blow, and blow. Evidently we have spent too much time with blow up floats lately... she thought it had just deflated.

Tonight after dinner we let the kids have some Big Wheel ice cream sandwich cookies. We only gave Eliza and Silas half of one, but let the big boys have a full one. Callan was certain he could eat it all. About half way through his he decided it was too much, he could not eat it all, that he should have only gotten half, and gave that full sick looking face. We told him that was fine and the he could put it back in the container and save it for another time, which he did. Eliza also communicated that she did not want hers either after just a lick or two. After just putting his away, Callan came and grabbed hers and announced "I'll eat it". We stopped looked at each other and asked why he wanted it because he could not eat all of his to which he replied "Yeah, but hers is only half... I told you I thought I could eat a half" (Uh yeah Callan, you already did... if you eat that it makes a whole and it was pointless for you to give up the other half of YOURS). He did not follow us when we tried to explain... I about peed my pants laughing so hard. And he ate it all!

I thought I would never have to worry about blonde moments...

Favorite Fotos Friday

Yesterday I picked up some new photos from my new photographer friend. Her son was in Eliza's class at Mom's Day Out and I saw some of her work and really liked it. I wanted some newborn pictures of Cruz made, so we gave her a call. If you live in the area and want to check her out, go here. Tell her I sent you. (The dirt and fuzziness on the pics is from my scanner... not the pics)

Baylor

Today is a day all about Baylor. Today my first baby boy turns 9 years old. I remember everything about his pregnancy, birth and infancy like it was just yesterday. He was not the easiest baby, but I was the inexperienced mom. He was my learning curve. He came into the world large (9lbs 14 oz) and in charge. Still to this day his personality is one that takes control, leads, and has in "in charge" tone to it. He does not meet a stranger and gives life everything he has. Oh, what this boy has taught me. I love how passionate he is about the things he enjoys and how easy things are for him. My prayer is that he will always be the leader he is (never the follower), and that he will continue to teach me and his dad lessons daily. I am so thankful I did not ruin him or damage him severely during his 2 and 3 year old years when I was not sure we would make it through, and I am thankful that when he does have that time of testing the waters, that we are to the point that we can discuss the issues openly and find a solution together. I love (though it breaks my heart some) that this spring and summer he became even more of a Daddy's Boy and the two of them bonded in ways I am not allowed to know about.

Baylor I love you more than words can describe. I thank God for sending me you, and I thank you... for being you!

On another exciting note, Baylor's baseball team made the local paper. See the article here. It was a great group of boys (and families) that we enjoy being a part of.



P.S. I am sorry that your birthday always seems to fall on the first day back to school. I hope the excitement of a new school year, new teacher, and new friends made it a WONDERFUL day.
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Edited to add... Baylor and what he woke up to on his Birthday morning.

Wordless Wednesday- GAS

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